“Wait!”

Simon runs up and looks up at you from the bottom of a tiny staircase.

“I, uh— I found your note. You should be more careful with what you put in letters and where you put them.”

Simon stuttered. He wasn’t trying to beat around the bush but he felt nervous. As you tried explaining yourself, your bus arrived. He noticed you leaving, so he grabbed your wrist.

“Your note wasn’t stupid.. it was incredible. I want you.. by my side.”

He says as he moved up the steps and hugs you.